Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 200 - : Liquidation!

Chapter 200: Chapter 200: Liquidation!

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Meanwhile, after waking up, Ethan Smith felt his body was mostly recovered.

Visitors dropping by for a visit were still a non-stop stream, making Ethan Smith somewhat overwhelmed at times.

“It’s time to return to River City.” Ethan thought to himself.

At least in River City, there weren’t as many people to bother him, it was relatively quiet, and it was a good opportunity for Ethan to refine medicine to treat Ashton Nicholson.

Apart from this, Ethan also had some concerns about the situation in River City–after all, Conrad Schroeder had been there once.

So, Ethan Smith set off in his car for River City that day.

News of Ethan’s return to River City quickly spread. Whenever someone spotted him on the road, they would take the initiative to greet him.

The impact of this event had far exceeded Ethan’s imagination.

Not long after he came home, Ray Walters drove to the Longyue community.

Seeing Ethan Smith, Ray Walters dropped to his knees with a thud.

Tears streamed down his face and he looked nothing like the underworld big shot that he once was.

Ethan stretched out his palm, a gentle force helped Ray Walters up.

“Why are you crying? What happened?” Ethan Smith frowned as he asked.

Ray Walters sobbed as he relayed the events that had transpired.

“All these people are double-faced, if it weren’t for them, Alan wouldn’t have lost both his legs…” As he spoke, rivers of tears flowed from Ray Walters’s eyes again.

Ethan Smith’s face turned sombre, a wave of anger surged within him.

He took a deep breath and slowly said, “Ray Walters, arrange a banquet tonight, say it’s to welcome me back.”

On hearing this, Ray Walters nodded hurriedly, “Good, Mr. Smith, who should we invite?”

“No need to invite anyone, those who should come will naturally come.” Ethan Smith slowly responded.

Ray Walters nodded hurriedly, “I’ll go arrange it right away.”

After Ray Walters had left, Ethan Smith went upstairs.

If Conrad Schroeder could easily rally these businessmen, then why couldn’t Ethan Smith?

“Perhaps I’ve been too low-profile.” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

It was because of this that Ethan Smith’s standing wasn’t seen as high in the eyes of the public.

Afterwards, Ethan Smith consulted the chef and prepared a full table of dishes, waiting for the attendees to come. fr(e)enovelkiss.com

By evening time.

Countless businessmen flocked in.

People with reputation in River City, it seemed, didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

They came with generous gifts to Longyue community.

Even Anson Gutierrez, who was there initially, showed up.

“Mr. Smith, I never thought you could grow to this extent in such a short time.” Anson Gutierrez exclaimed.

Ethan Smith smiled and said, “Luck, I’m just lucky.”

“Mr. Smith, there’s no need to be modest.” Anson Gutierrez smiled bitterly.

Soon, the Longyue community was packed with people.

Among these people, some relied on the Soul Nourishment Pill for their livelihood, and some were purely there to celebrate Ethan Smith’s homecoming.

A moment later, Ray Walters also arrived at the scene.

While pushing Alan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, he walked towards Ethan Smith.

“Mr. Smith.” Alan greeted Ethan Smith.

Looking at Alan in the wheelchair, Ethan felt a pang of guilt.

“Don’t worry, your legs will get better.” Ethan Smith patted Alan’s shoulder.

Ray Walters gritted his teeth and said, “Mr. Smith, you must not let these people get away with this!”

Ethan Smith smiled, “I have my plans, let’s sit down.”

Thus, Ethan Smith led Ray Walters into the banquet hall.

As soon as they saw Ray Walters, the expressions of many people at the scene changed slightly.

“Mr. Walters, you’re here too,” said Caldwell, the owner of a pharmaceutical factory.

Caldwell’s company was rather ordinary, but ever since he hitched his wagon to Ethan Smith’s grand enterprise, his business had soared alongside.

And he was the nucleus of this group, even being the first to grovel to Conrad Schroeder.

“If a character like you is here, why wouldn’t I be?” Ray Walters responded ill-temperedly.

Laughing sheepishly, Caldwell said, “Mr. Walters, why the fiery temper? Take a seat, let’s have a drink.”

Ray Walters snorted coldly, not saying a word.

After Ethan Smith took his seat, Caldwell was first to raise his glass, standing up: “Here’s to Mr. Smith, welcome home! This one’s for you!” “Cheers.” Ethan Smith raised his glass, clinking it against Caldwell’s.

Caldwell was immediately overjoyed.

It seemed that Ethan Smith did not hold grudges against him!

Consequently, the rest of the group also followed suit, toasting Ethan Smith one by one with raised glasses.

Ethan Smith didn’t reject any of them, he met each one in kind. This left Ray Walters somewhat confused. He anxiously said, “Mr. Smith, they…”

Before Ray Walters could finish, he was interrupted by a wave of Ethan Smith’s hand.

After three rounds of alcohol and five courses of dishes,

The atmosphere at the meal was somewhat harmonious, with only Ray Walters sitting there sulking.

Soon, the meal was coming to an end.

“Mr. Smith, we never imagined you would achieve such greatness, we’re truly in awe!” Caldwell said cheerfully.

The others started to brown-nose as well.

Ethan Smith gave a slight smile. He put down his wine glass and looked around at everyone.

“Everyone is here for money, so there’s no right or wrong in choosing sides. Even if you follow Conrad Schroeder, I can understand,” Ethan Smith slowly began.

Upon hearing these words, there was an audible sigh of relief among the crowd.

“However… those who’ve sought to take advantage of my difficult times and added insult to injury, they make me sick.” Ethan Smith’s tone coldly shifted.

The atmosphere on the scene instantly froze and it became awkward.

Ethan Smith surveyed the crowd and indifferently said, “Anyone who voluntarily admits their wrongs now, I may let slide.”

The group exchanged glances, all eyes eventually gathering on Caldwell, seemingly waiting for him to set an example.

Caldwell glanced around, then finally stood up and said, “Mr. Smith, what are you saying? How can Conrad Schroeder even compare to you?”

“Caldwell, that’s not what you were saying before!” Ray Walters was immediately furious.

Caldwell ignored Ray Walters and continued, “Mr. Smith, don’t be fooled by traitors!”

“Who the fuck are you calling a traitor?” Ray Walters shouted in anger.

Unmoved, Caldwell scoffed and said, “Those who are guilty know it, and I believe everyone here understands.”

Hearing Caldwell’s words, everyone seemed to receive an order and nodded in succession, “Right, Manager Caldwell is correct. Mr. Smith, you mustn’t be deceived by traitors!”

Ray Walters was furious to the point of raging out. He glared at Caldwell, wishing he could tear him to pieces by himself!

“Mr. Smith, as you can see, the public has clear eyes!” Caldwell said smilingly.

Ethan Smith looked at Caldwell, his eyes squinted and said, “Caldwell, not only did you add insult to my injury, but also you think I’m a fool.”

Caldwell’s complexion changed. Just as he was about to speak, Ethan Smith’s hand swung through the air!

With a “thud!”, Caldwell was flung horizontally! Fresh blood spurted out continuously!

Caldwell’s face was a little pale, but one thing was clear in his mind, he must not admit to anything no matter what!

Unmindful of his pain, Caldwell struggled to get up off the floor and said grievously, “Mr. Smith, you’ve misunderstood me. I am telling the absolute truth!”

“The absolute truth?” Ethan Smith sneered.

“Seems like you just won’t admit till you see the coffin.” Finishing his sentence, Ethan Smith clapped his hands.

A large screen suddenly flashed on the wall.

“Caldwell, have you ever heard of something called surveillance?” Ethan Smith

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